"Shake-shake-shake-shake-shake-" The fans in the eight-sided stands all stood up, raised their arms high, and clapped their hands rhythmically with joy.

"Three circles from the left - three circles from the right - twisting the neck - twisting the buttocks - " In front of the eight stands, a tall junior high school girl with clear eyebrows stood tall, and they raised their right hands and gestured to the stands like conductors. Under the command of these cheerleaders, all the fans stood up and sat down one after another, singing Fan Xiaoxuan's health song loudly.

Suddenly, the eight cheerleaders raised their right fists at the same time and made a pause gesture. The would-be warriors who watched the competition from the sidelines finally breathed a sigh of relief. How could this Fan Xiaoxuan's health song have such a good mocking effect? They were all about to vomit blood for Hua Shang.

However, immediately after, the eight cheerleaders clapped their hands vigorously at the same time.

"Follow Hao Hao to do sports!" "Hao Hao fans in the entire stand let out a thunderous roar.

"Ahh Blatantly mocking! Here, it is already Rong Henghao's home field.

Huabao, who was in the stands, almost smashed the camera. It's a special record. My son was like a monkey playing with him. At this time, he deeply hated why he was so poor! If only he could have some money to buy pills, his son would not have been played so miserably. However, those pills that are conducive to the cultivation of martial artists, the most common one, are all from 100,000, how can he afford it as a tannery employee.

"All senior fans, budding new fans, or fans who don't know that they have become Hao fans, please take a good look at the Tai Chi sword used by Hao Hao at this moment. This is his most powerful and invincible swordsmanship, and it is also the swordsmanship that he has fought all over the world without tasting a single defeat. In normal times, he can be invincible without this sword technique. However, out of love for the fans present, or out of love for the unspoken love of the master, he deliberately showed it to us. We are lucky, and all of us here today are lucky. Even, Hua Shang, who was played by him, was lucky. Because today you have witnessed, what is invincible!"

The up master who was recording and broadcasting roared and commented heart-rending on the sidelines.

"Three laps to the left - three laps to the right - twisting the neck - twisting the ass - "

"Shake your hands - shake your feet - take deep breaths - learn to sing and dance - you won't get old!"

In the arena, Hua Shang was already about to vomit. Have you ever been on a roller coaster? Have you ever ridden a roller coaster? Okay. ...... Have you ever been on a roller coaster that you can't get off of? Do you know what it's like? Have you ever experienced despair?

Huashang is even more uncomfortable at the moment than sitting on a roller coaster and not being able to get up and down. His internal strength is far from being as good as Rong Henghao. Once Rong Henghao's sword sticks to his sword, it is the spring silkworm to the end of the silkworm, you want to avoid his entanglement, it is impossible! He sticks to you round and round, ring after ring, ring by ring, unless you let go, otherwise turn to death!

"Let go?!" Hua Shang's mind suddenly flashed, why not let go? What will happen if you let go? His mind began to turn sharply. If he lets go now, he will definitely lose, because his sword will be glued away and completely controlled by Rong Henghao.

But he had a chance: Rong Henghao could keep pestering him until he was exhausted and unconscious, but he shouldn't do it. It doesn't make sense, and it's too inauthentic. He had a chance to end the fight cleanly. That is to throw his sword away with a twisted sword, and then stab him with a single sword, knocking him out. When Rong Henghao stabbed, there was a high probability that he would no longer suck his sword with stickiness, because it was not strong. If he's a perfectionist and wants to make the fastest stab, he's bound to retract his suction. At that time, Hua Shang's sword will be out of his grasp.

At that moment, it was the moment when the sword was finally free, and Hua Shang had to seize this moment and turn the tide of the battle.

"But, what should I do?" Hua Shang's eyes were dizzy and his mind was blurred at this moment. The Rong Henghao in front of him is no longer the Rong Henghao who dances the Tai Chi sword and takes him around in circles, but the world champion who is holding a table tennis ball, throwing it high, and preparing to serve.

You're you, it's you, you're you, you're called ...... Rong Henghao! You are still called Rong Henghao! I want to defeat you! In the past life and this life, the old hatred and new hatred come to my heart together. The deep fury woke Hua Shang up in horror. In his mind, Rong Henghao threw a ping-pong ball, and he was still shaking in front of him.

Table tennis? Yes, table tennis! If you want to break the stickiness on the Tai Chi sword, you need to use the spinning strength. Speaking of spinning, the spinning strength on table tennis is really invincible, okay?

If you want to break the Taiji sword, Huashang has to treat the sword as a table tennis ball. Although he lost table tennis in his previous life, today, Huashang wants to use table tennis to win. As soon as Hua Shang's idea was formed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand. The hilt of the sword seemed to be sucked into a black hole, irresistibly detached from his palm.

"Fly, old man!" Hua Shang roared at the sky, let go of his sword, and turned his body on a backflip, kicking his sword in the sky. Aijian let out a crisp sword roar, soared into the sky, spinning and hovering in the air, like a blue bird that broke free, soaring into the sky and soaring into the sky.

At the same time, Rong Henghao stabbed head-on with a sword, as fast as lightning, but stabbed in the air. Hua Shang's backflip not only kicked his sword away, but also let Rong Henghao's fast sword. He stretched out his hands in mid-air, supported the ground with a backhand flip, and rose into the air cleanly, his body rotated for two weeks, and once again let go of Rong Henghao's cloud sword and wipe sword's combo.

At this moment, a flying tender green firefly suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and its lightning flew to lead him to a few steps ahead, turning into the shape of a palm in the air. Hua Shang didn't have time to think about it, he could only trust the guidance of the sword spirit with all his heart, he roared, flew into the air and shook his palm, and slapped out according to the shape of the palm shadow turned by the firefly.

"Bang!" his palm slashed into the hilt of the sword of love that flew through the air. The love sword hummed and flew back upside down, like a huge ice tray, cutting towards Rong Henghao's left half of his body like lightning. At this moment, Rong Henghao is possessing and rushing, wanting to chase Huashang, and the left half is full of flaws. Huashang's sword just broke through the defense.

"Hiss!" Rong Henghao exclaimed in surprise, leaned back, held the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, and blocked the horizontal sword, and Hua Shang's sword was rushed back by him.

In front of Huashang's eyes, fireflies are reproduced. He finally understood. This time, it was Aijian who was guiding himself on how to turn his counter-attack ideas into reality. Fireflies are no longer the enemy's flaws, but identify the location of their shots and the moves of their shots.

Sword Spirit, I love you! Hua Shang let out a heartfelt cry in his heart!

This time, the firefly flew straight into the air, turning into a little green man dancing with a sword in the air. This person Hua Shang knows too well. This is the sword dancer who taught him the three swordsmanship. He is using "peacock opening screen left and right deception".

"Wow, hey!" Hua Shang slammed into the sky, caught the love sword in the air, and sprinkled a brilliant sword curtain in the air, flowering left and right.

Rong Henghao burst out, and the long sword used the Taiji Sword's "like a seal", not only guarding the portal, but also forming a viscous cyclone in the air, trying to absorb the sword that Hua Shang flew from his hand.

However, Huashang's sword is a false move, not hitting left and right, only hitting the middle. Rong Henghao sealed the left and right portals, but he didn't prevent a sword from cutting the front. He hurriedly took a step back and drew his sword. The sword was struck away by him again. This time, he didn't wait for Hua Shang to continue to receive the sword, but rushed forward and tried to hit Hua Shang's sword with a single sword, completely blocking his attack.

However, as soon as he pounced, Hua Shang had already taken the first step with a front hand, his head and feet, and his heels kicked on the hilt of the sword of love, and the long sword danced obliquely with ice flowers, turning a strange arc in the air, bypassing Rong Henghao's sword, and cutting towards his right waist.

Rong Henghao's body twisted suddenly, completely showing the flexibility he had worked so hard to cultivate, and with a horizontal sword, he simply blocked this strange diagonal sword. However, his sword path ended here, and it was all a mess, and there was no rhythm at all.

Hua Shang's offensive did not stop, after he kicked out this sword, he did not hesitate at all, turned around and pounced sideways, as fast as lightning, ran three steps in a row, the fish jumped up, clenched his fists with both hands, and swept in the air, just hitting the hilt of the long sword flying diagonally. The big ice disk formed by the sword turned around and flew back with a thud, slashing towards Rong Henghao's left half.

Rong Henghao was a little messy. He has never fought such a sword! As soon as the Taiji sword comes out, he should be invincible. Hua Shang's internal strength is not as good as his own, his sword theory is not as deep as his own, and his spiritual power is not as strong as him, how do you think, within three moves, you should end the battle. Why do you fight until now, and you don't know what you're fighting?

The sword intent of the Taiji Sword was messed up, the steps of the control body method were messed up, and even the internal breath began to be messed up. His inner breath was never in turmoil. Since becoming a warrior, there have been a thousand battles, and there has never been chaos. It was the first time! His heart was also in turmoil.

Hua Shang's sword came again, this time in an arc of a left turn, like a copycat version of a boomerang, cutting towards Rong Henghao's right shoulder. He tried his best to block with his sword. But this arc was so weird that it twisted his block and flew to his right chest.

"Scared!" Rong Henghao let go of his sword hilt in the limit, grabbed the blade with his left hand, and stabbed down, the sword hilt just blocked the sword that cut to his right chest, and knocked the sword far away again. The violent impact made his left hand that grabbed the blade dripping with blood. At the same time, the hilt of the sword was slammed into the right chest by Hua Shang's sword, and it hurt his heart.

"I can't beat it!" this thought suddenly poured into Rong Henghao's heart. He looked at his bloody palm, covering his chest in severe pain, and panicked in his heart, "But, I Rong Henghao can't lose!"

At this moment, Hua Shang is out of breath. Although, he successfully played a ping-pong ball-style flying sword attack and completely reversed the decline. However, this is too physically demanding. The fireflies in front of them are getting farther and farther away from them, and the movements they show are getting harder and harder. Sweat rolled down his forehead like a faucet, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath. The vision is completely blurred by sweat.

But no matter how tricky the attack he completed, Rong Henghao was as steady as Mount Tai and did not miss a trace.

"I can't beat it!" Hua Shang desperately realized that the distance between himself and Rong Henghao seemed to be separated by a galaxy.

"If you can't beat it, you have to fight it!" Hua Shang roared angrily in the sky, and rushed towards the front of the firefly signal, slapping the long sword with a slap. The sword swirled back again.

"When!" Rong Henghao blocked back without showing any weakness. Fireflies flickered ahead again.

"Ahh

The sword flew back, the sword flew back, flew back, flew back. Rong Henghao used every part of the long sword in his hand to block the sword, and Hua Shang used every strength in his body to fight back. A man's hands are bloody, and the other's whole body is sweat.